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In the forest the sound of the interstate hums against the trees. 
Birds sing songs. 
Dry leaves crunch under animal feet.

Henry's body is reflected in the bathroom mirror.
His stomach hangs down below his button-up shirt.
Sweat stains the shirt's underarms.
Henry stares at Henry and Henry stares back. 
The toaster pops up toast.  The washer sloshes the wash.
Henry stares at Henry.  He puts one finger on his hairline.
The wash sloshing in the washer stops.
Henry frowns at Henry and Henry frowns back.

The forest in the dark still hums back at every passing car,
every passing SUV, and
every passing eighteen-wheeler.
nocturnal animals shuffle in the underbrush.

Henry's straight razor balances on the porcelin sink.
Its blade is dull and matted with soapy stubble.
Henry sits in front of his eighteen inch television.
The handsomely dressed stranger
on Lifetime, television for women
holds a bouquet and
wrestles with the woman who answers
the door.
Henry's hands, fat-fingered
mash buttons on the remote
control.
The woman on the screen, wrestling back
goes off.
Henry stares at henry
reflected on the screen.